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Iwaizumi had known Oikawa long enough that he knew he was a piece of trash and that he often did things out of gut feeling. But he never thought he would be betrayed in such a manner when Oikawa was walking past him through the school gates. He snatched his arm before he could get away from him, snapping his body back to bring the other boy to face him.

"Hey, Trashykawa. Don't tell me what the coach said was true. That you're transferring to Shiratorizawa of all places?!"

Oikawa shrugged as he snatched his arm away from his grasp, uncharacteristically sullen and not prodding him with any insults, which deeply worried Iwaizumi. Ever since his accident, it was as though he had been hollowed out and something else had crawled in to take his place.

What happened a few days ago wasn't his imagination. He recalled seeing a kagune rippling through the air and Oikawa's right eye turning the red colour of a ghoul as he tried to chomp his shoulder, his breath making him shudder as Iwaizumi prayed that it was all a nightmare. Or maybe he could have hit his head really hard and made the whole thing up since he was found unconscious, according to his mum.

"Tell me. What the heck is going on?! Ever since that damn accident, you've been acting weird! Don't tell me you can't let me know! I'm your best friend, your partner on the court! We're one set! As if you can survive without me, you shitty…"

"Well, I can!"

Oikawa snapped as he edged away from Iwaizumi as though his presence was draining his energy. Little did Iwaizumi know that Oikawa was taking everything he had to stop his eye from changing and his kagune from slipping out to tear into soft human flesh.

"I"ll be moving into the dorms so you won't be seeing me anymore. Don't worry, Iwai-chan. I'm sure you guys can find another setter, there's plenty of guys on the team."

"This isn't about the team! Heck, I don't even know whats up with you now! Tell me, Oikawa! Please!"

Iwaizumi yell filled the air as the wind ruffled their hair, the sun already setting behind to paint Oikawa in an orangey glow. He smiled sadly as he shook his head. "No, Iwai-chan. For your sake, this is for the best."

He turned to walk out of the gate, Iwaizumi not making a move to stop him as his best friend stepped into a world different from his own.

"You got to be kidding me," Oikawa groaned as he looked at the room he had been designated to. The person seated on the bed made him want to vomit as Ushijima stood up, his tall frame already almost hitting the ceiling as Oikawa ducked around him to put his stuff on the table.

"Why the hell did I have to bunk with you of all people, Ushiwaka-chan?" Oikawa thought the old nickaname would hopefully make the guy walk out of there to never return but that just made Ushijima sigh, "I've been tasked to make sure you don't break any of the rules when you're here and I don't just mean the human rules."

Oikawa flinched as he thought of how the school was run. From the outside, Shiratorizawa Academy was a private school that groomed some of the best students in the prefecture in both academics and sports, only the best entering through the hellish exams or through sports scholarships. It was also a school for ghouls, although the number of humans probably outnumbered them two to one. Ghouls lived in a different set of dorms from the others, allowing them to feed in peace and not to raise any suspicion should someone try to unleash their kagune either by intention or by accident.

"You're even more of a freak than I thought," Oikawa murmured as Ushijima wrinkled his nose, "You smell weird."

"I appreciate you worrying about how I smell but can you help me out here."

Ushijima didn't make a move as he walked out of the room, stopping at the door to face him. "You are of human and ghoul origins. I don't know what to make out of you, Oikawa Tooru."

Oikawa was left in the room on his own to stare at the wall. He wanted to let go his anger about his situation, having to leave everything he cared for behind into the very place he swore to defeat. Thinking about being on the same team with Ushijima made him sick.

Then the thought of Iwaizumi almost being killed by him a few days prior made him shake off his thoughts and slap himself on the cheeks. "For Iwai-chan, I'm going to go through this shit."

"So how's your new roommate?" Tendou purred as Ushijima shut the door behind him. The redhead smirked as Ushijima didn't answer, both of them turning to walk down the hall. They were supposed to have classes but since Oikawa was moving in now, Ushijima had been excused from them while Tendou just opted to skip out on them. In his eyes, being a ghoul doesn't really help much in getting an education and he would be taking over his father's business in the end anyway so its no big deal even if he failed.

"I always found Oikawa strange but after that incident, he changed. I never sensed so much fear in him before, even when we had matches and now, I don't know what to make out of him."

Despite him wanting to know more about what was going, he had to focus on making sure Oikawa didn't go around killing people or making it known that their school housed ghouls. For now, volleyball would have to wait.

...

"Oikawa-san did what?!" Kindaichi blurted as the rest of the team stared dumbfounded at their new captain, who was actually just their vice-captain with a promotion. "As I said, Oikawa didn't give me much on what the heck was happening other that he had a sports scholarship and had very little time to give it any thought."

"But didn't he hate the school? He said he was going to crush that guy with his bare hands during the finals! Why the heck would he go there?!"

"The point is, I don't know! Now get your butts back into training or I'll give you ten diving drills after this!"

As the rest of the team scattered, only Matsun and Maki remained to watch their teammates walk to the side to take a swig from his bottle. Without Oikawa, it was as though the outlet Iwaizumi used to lash out whatever his thoughts had been on that day was gone. They may have fought a lot but at least they held the team together. They didn't know how much longer the team would be able to hold now that their star player was gone.

"That idiot," Iwaizumi cursed as he set down his bottle, his heart hammering as he went to face his team.